The Fight Song Masta Ace & Marco Polo (Ft. Pharoahe Monch)
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[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
I see no reason to need to disguise what I am
Or surprise you with a clever rhyme
Allow me to shake your hand before I enter your mind
I'm the amalgomation of pain and fatigue
Culminating in your brain, I'm a disease
You never heard of me, you'll listen
When I attack your spinal cord and weaken your immune system
Excruciating pain, suffering that's atrocious
For the multitude, I'm multiple sclerosis
Vision loss, so frustrating, you'll pull hair
Cramps specifically designed for Duval Clear
I'm bicentennial, I'm possessive
I'm a millenial disease, I'm a progressive
I'm enamored with the relationship
I'm obsessive to the point that I hold on to your joints
And won't let go
Usually move in slow motion
'Til death do us part, now that's devotion
You better be dedicated to sedatives and medication
I meditate, educate you on levitation
I move alone, I work clean
Gang up on your blood and crip you, I'm MS-13
I'm comin' for all races and all rhymers
I'm jealous of Parkinson's and Alzheimer's
Tryin' to take my spotlight like diabetes
I'ma make sure these other diseases can't see me
I see no reason to need to disguise what I am
Or surprise you with a clever rhyme
Allow me to shake your hand before I enter your mind
I'm the amalgomation of pain and fatigue
Culminating in your brain, I'm a disease
You never heard of me, you'll listen
When I attack your spinal cord and weaken your immune system
Excruciating pain, suffering that's atrocious
For the multitude, I'm multiple sclerosis
Vision loss, so frustrating, you'll pull hair
Cramps specifically designed for Duval Clear
I'm bicentennial, I'm possessive
I'm a millenial disease, I'm a progressive
I'm enamored with the relationship
I'm obsessive to the point that I hold on to your joints
And won't let go
Usually move in slow motion
'Til death do us part, now that's devotion
You better be dedicated to sedatives and medication
I meditate, educate you on levitation
I move alone, I work clean
Gang up on your blood and crip you, I'm MS-13
I'm comin' for all races and all rhymers
I'm jealous of Parkinson's and Alzheimer's
Tryin' to take my spotlight like diabetes
I'ma make sure these other diseases can't see me
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